[Verse 1]
He ain't no baby, he's sure a shambles
He looks all pork pie, he looks love-handles
He ain't no poet, he ain't no hobo
He’s just a junkie, he's just a no-go
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted

[Verse 2]
He got all skinned up, he got all chewed up
He dates a pin-up, she has him spewed up
He's like weasel, run out of diesel
A piss-artist with no easel
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted

[Chorus]
I love the state you’re in
You get beneath my skin
It makes me want to sin
But where would I begin?

[Verse 3]
He's such a liar, he's all desire
Still believes that he's the messiah
He'll get beheaded, he'll get so shredded
He'll blow his mind out in the fire
He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted
[Chorus]
I love the state you’re in
You get beneath my skin
It makes me want to sin
But where would I begin?

[Outro]
I love the state you’re in
It makes me want to sin
But where would I begin?

He's blood-knuckled and dusted
He's so over, he's busted